After picking the boys up from day care last night, I decided to head to McDonald's (or Oppy Donald's, as Carson calls it. You know, like "Oppy Donald had a farm. EE-I-EE-I-O.") for dinner. I ordered the usual for Carson - chicken nuggets, apple slices and an apple juice. I picked up a fish sandwich for myself. (Gross, I know.) After waiting in the drive-thru line for over 15 minutes, I finally ordered, paid, grabbed the food and rolled home. (My running commentary from the back said, "We just go through the drive-it, Mom.")
Nearly 45 minutes after having picked up the boys, we were home. And Carson was more than ready to eat. I opened up the Happy Meal box, pulled out his apple slices, reached for the Transformer toy and........saw a napkin in the bottom of the box. WHERE ARE THE FRICKIN' NUGGETS?! WHO THE F' FORGETS THE NUGGETS IN A KID'S HAPPY MEAL?
Needless to say, I threw a few Tyson's frozen nuggets in the microwave and played them off as Oppy's nuggets. Carson ate them, though not before he tested his first Filet-O-Fish.
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Ha! Kale calls it Old McDonalds anytime he sees the golden arches! He has no idea they have chicken nuggetsthough (egg in batter) and thinks they only sell hamburgers and fries.
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